Bambi

On Monday, as Rob and I were heading to pick Baron up from summer camp, we see Rob’s dad Don riding up very fast on the mower. Both of us looked at each other wondering what was up because that usually means that something is wrong. He starts to tell us that he almost ran over a baby deer and that we should come and check it out. We hoped that it would still be there after we picked up Baron and would head that way as soon as we returned.

We rode the gator down with Baron on my lap and I was shocked at this little baby just hunkering down waiting for it’s mommy to come and get him. Oh, I so wanted to just pick it up and take it back to the house but…I left it be. Baron also had a hard time staying away and when it was time to go, the tears started flowing and the begging to see the baby deer continued throughout the day. I rode down around 8pm and it was still there. I was praying that it wouldn’t be there in the morning and thank goodness it wasn’t but it was there again this morning. What?!?! Is it time to bring the lil guy back to the house?